We had some frigid temps a couple weeks ago and luckily, we were rewarded with about 3 inches of snow. Snow, glorious snow! Can I tell you how excited I was to peek through the blinds that morning and see that the weather man didn't lie this time? (Just a side note, back in school, I used to do just that: peek through the mini blinds as soon as I woke up hoping for a snow day. I still do it, every single morning from Halloween to Easter. I did in NC, I do it here. When my hopes are dashed, I always say, though often internally, "no snow" in a very dejected sort of way. BJ thinks I'm a little strange but sometimes I catch him doing it too.) Oh, and the girls were excited too. We bundled up and headed out to play/shovel the driveway. Oh, how cold it was! The girls hid in the garage where the wind couldn't get them after just a few minutes of snowy bliss. But they still had fun.
As my children have extremely mature palates, you can imagine how excited they were to add 2-day old snow to their favorite foods list, right up there with risotto and fruit snacks.
Funny thing about the above picture. As I stood there trying to find the best angle to take it, I couldn't figure out what that dark spot was. The tree wasn't casting a shadow, nor was Cambree or the house. Took me a couple minutes but I finally realized (after I snapped) that it was my shadow. Duh. Oh, but it gets better. Just now as I was browsing through the pics on the computer to post, I came to this one and leaned over so there wouldn't be a shadow!!! Guess what? It didn't move!Oh, but let's save the best for last, shall we?
Recall your childhood days and tell me if this is not what everyone does when they come inside from playing in the snow:
1. Push and shove to be the first one inside
2. Tug off all soggy, snow covered clothing items and leave them in the middle of the doorway so when the snow melts, Mom steps in the puddle and has to change her socks
3. Beg for hot chocolate
4. Burn your tongue on the hot chocolate because you're so cold you can't wait 30 seconds for your ice cube to melt
Am I right? I mean, seriously folks. I remember each of those steps (well, not the step in the snow puddle part but maybe my own mother can recall) and my kids performed all 3 very well. Only, they went the extra mile and added a couple steps in-between # 3 and 4.
3a. Get your cups, full of Swiss Miss ( the mini marshmallow variety of course) but no water yet and fight over who gets pink and who gets purple, during which, the contents of both get dumped onto the mopped 4 days ago and very nasty floor below
3b. Finger paint in the hot chocolate powder. "But Mom, we did it before with pudding!"
So creative, these ones. Always looking for ways to increase their tactile sensitivity.
I made them cups of the real thing after I did the first wipe up.
3 days later, after mopping twice, our feet still stick to the floor where they powder painted.